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AN: ANY TEXT YOU REGONIZE FROM ORDER OF THE PHOENIX BELONGS TO J.K. ROWLING! THIS GOES FOR THIS CHAPTER AND ALL THE CHAPTERS FOWARD!

Harry's P.O.V.

I had just arrived at number 12 Grimmauld Place. Nobody would tell me anything. Mrs. Weasley, emerged from a door at the far end of the hall. She was beaming in welcome as she hurried toward them.

"Oh, Harry, it's lovely to see you!" she whispered, pulling me into a rib-cracking hug. She turned to the gang of wizards behind him and whispered urgently, "He's just arrived, the meeting's started...."

The wizards behind me all made noises of interest and excitement and began filing past me toward the door through which Mrs. Weasley had just come; I made to follow Lupin, but Mrs. Weasley held me back.

"No, Harry, the meeting's only for members of the Order. All the kids are upstairs, you can wait with them until the meeting's over and then we'll have dinner. I'll explain later, I've got to hurry, I'm supposed to be at the meeting- I'll just show you where you're sleeping."

"Mrs. Weasley, why-?"

"Ron and Hermione will explain everything, dear, I've really got to dash," Mrs. Weasley whispered distractedly. "There" We had reached the second landing- "you're the door on the right. I'll call you when it's over."

And she hurried off downstairs again.

I crossed the dingy landing, and entered the bedroom.

I caught a brief glimpse of a gloomy high-ceilinged, four bedroom, then there was a loud twittering noise, followed by an even louder shriek, and my vision was completely blocked by a large quantity of very bushy hair- Hermione had thrown herself onto me in a hug that nearly knocked me flat, while Ron's tiny owl, Pigwidgeon, zoomed excitedly round and round our heads.

"HARRY! Ron, he's here, Harry's here! We didn't hear you arrive! Oh, how are you? Are you all right? Have you been furious with us? I bet you have, I know our letters were useless- but we couldn't tell you anything, Dumbledore made us swear we wouldn't, oh, we've got so much to tell you, and you've got to tell us- the dementors! When we heard- and that Ministry hearing- it's just outrageous, I've looked it all up, they can't expel you, they just can't, there's provision in the Decree for the Restriction of Underage Sorcery for the use of magic in life-threatening situations-"

"Let him breathe, Hermione," said a voice from behind me.

I turned and saw two boys and two girls. The younger one, probably about thirteen looked almost identical to Ginny. The other had a braid going down her back and dark brown eyes. The first boy had bushy brown hair exactly like Hermione's and blue eyes.

On the last of the four, I almost fell backwards. He looked exactly like me! The only difference is that he wasn't wearing glasses, nor he had the scar.

"Er- Ron, 'Mione, who are these people?"

"It's a long story. Lupin and Teddy don't want you to know but they're obviously going to tell you anyway," Ron says.

"This is so awkward," Said my look alike.

"Huh?" I choked out. It's not everyday you meet someone who looks exactly like you. Unless they're a metamorphmagus like Tonks, who I've just met today.

"Okay let's introduce ourselves for the, what fifth time, in the last two days," says the younger girl.

"Let's see. Don't freak out or anything, wow I'm really getting tired of explaining this but we're from the future. Bla- bla- bla- James broke a Time-Turner and now we're twenty-six years in the past. My name is Roxanne Weasley. I er- am in my forth year at Hogwarts. I'm fourteen. And I'm George and Angelina's daughter."

"My name is Hugo Weasley," Hugo says dully as if he's said this a million times. "Thirteen. I'm in my third year at Hogwarts. My parents are them two." He points at Ron and Hermione.

I stare at them in shock. I never had imagined either of them getting together. Knowing they had a child made me feel uneasy, like I was in thier private business.

"Are you okay?" Roxanne asks me.

"I- I'm fine," I finally manage to say.

"You sure?" said the youngest girl.

"Yeah, why?" I lie.

"Nothing," she says. "My name is Lily Luna Potter I'm thirteen, I'm in my third year at Hogwarts. And, obviously I'm your daughter and Ginny is my mother."

I stand there in shock. Her words echo in my brain.

Lily Luna Potter. Thirteen. I'm your daughter and Ginny is my mother.

"Uh Lils-"

"Don't call me that."

"-I think you broke dad."

Fred II's P.O.V.

Rose, Teddy, James, Victoire, and I were invited to the Order meeting. In our time there is an occasion Order meeting, not because we need to prepare for a war. It's so everybody can discuss things and stay in touch. Though I've never been invited to a meeting before seeing that I'm only sixteen. But these are different circumstances.

Around the table sat Lupin, Tonks, Sirius, Kingsley Shaklebolt, Hestia Jones, Dedalus Diggle, Mad-Eye Moody, Uncle Bill, Sturgis Podmore, Elphias Doge, Mundungus Fletcher, Emmeline Vance, Gramps, Gran, and Severus Snape. It kind of makes me upset knowing that half of these people are gone, forever. Merely just... ghosts. But they don't know that.

"-the escort went exactly as planned," Mad- Eye was saying. "Those bloody muggles had him locked in his room. And Tonks, you say you got them out of the house by inviting them to an, how'd you put it? 'All-England Best-Kept Lawn competition'.

James burst out laughing, "Wicked. Only they would fall for that!"

Everyone stared at him.

"What?" He asked.

"Who is this again?" Hestia asks. "And if he's underage, why is he here?"

"Well, we were coming to discuss that," Lupin said. "Apparently they are from the future."

Lupin once again told the story of how we had landed stuck in 1995. We did introductions again. I'm getting really tired of this.

"How are they going to get back?" Kingsley asks.

"We dunno yet," Rose says. "But my mum's working on it. In the meantime we'll be attending Hogwarts. Which I really hope we don't have to go through with it."

"Why?" asked Sturgis Podmore.

"Kind of a long dreadful story," I say. "But don't worry, I'm sure you'll here all about it."

"Fred, why can you never shut-up?" Victoire hisses in my ear.

"God, sorry."

"So does anyone have any good ideas to get them back to their own time?" Sirius asks.

"Do any of you have the actual time turner?" Mad-Eye asks.

"No. It was left in the future," Victoire says.

"Well that's a bummer," Hestia says.

"Maybe there's a spell?" Uncle Bill suggests.

"Who knows, it could take forever to find the correct spell!" Gran exclaims in frustration.

"Wow Gran. It's like you want to get rid of us," James says.

"He really does live up to his namesake," says Elphias Doge.

"We can contact Dumbledore," Snape said coldly. Dad had told me how he acted so evil all the time, though he worked for Dumbledore. Now that's what I call acting. Apparently Snape was the one who gave my father one ear, but he was really aiming for a Deatheater, because they were about to nearly kill my dad.

"We did that," Teddy says. "He's already working on it."

"We'll keep that matter on hold for the while," Lupin said addressing our time travel problem.

"Who is on Guard Duty this week?" Mad-Eye asks.

"Er- Mad-Eye, do you really think it's the best idea to talk about the 'you-know-what' in front of the children?" Hestia asks.

"Oh we know about the prophecy," Rose says. "We know almost everything. I for one, memorized the prophecy when I was seven."

All of the Order sat there in shock.

"Did you really expect our parents to hide stuff like that from us?" James asks.

Finally Lupin asks, "Can you recite it to us?"

"Do you really think that's the best idea?" Victoire asks her cousins.

"I dunno," James says. "Ask Teddy or whatever."

"No, the prophecy is too much. It's too much of a risk," Teddy said firmly.

"But risk is what got us here," James said.

"And you couldn't have been more stupid."

"It's not my fault Hugo can't catch anything."

"Oh so you're blaming it one him now," Rose threw a look at James.

"You lot need to stop arguing. You apparently happen to know some of the most dangerous information known in this 'time period'," said Mad-Eye.

"You see," I said, with a clear grin on my face, "Mad-Eye gets it."

"Why does he have to be here?" he asked. I laughed, his mechanical eye was now almost locked on me.

"We should wrap this up soon," Sirius finally says. "I'm getting hungry."

James has a wicked smile on his face.

"Molly, go tell the children that the meetings over. Anyone who's not staying for dinner can be on their way," Lupin announces.

Nearly half of the Order disapparated.

"So," Roxanne slid next to me. "How'd it go."

"I'm not sure," I tell her. I mean, how am I supposed to know how that went? It sounded like the normal family bickering to me, but there was some utmost importance in the room. Like we were expected to do something.... But how can we do anything with ripping a hole in the universe?